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This is my first story ever so be kind.

Cory Markenson is an aspiring 21 year old herpotologist who dreams of discovering a new species of snake deep in the amazon jungle. He has been tracking a snake the natives refer to as Levias, for 30 months strait, ALONE. This is where our story truly begins.

Cory was asleep on his floor mat when the satelite phone began to ring. Waking with a start, he looked around the small, one room hut he had been given by the cheif of the small village he had living with for the past 2 and 1/2 years.

Picking up the phone, he pressed the connect button.
"Good evening, I mean, good morning Mr. Markenson, this is Joeseph Conch." said a voice on the other end of the satelite connection.
"Hello! what can I do for you, Mr. Conch?" replied Cory.
"As you know Cory," began Mr. Conch "I am the C.E.O of the company that is funding your research."
"I know sir, and I'm very thankful for all you have given me." replied cory after he was sure Mr.Conch was finished speaking.
"Now Cory, When I agreed to fund your Herpotology expodition," continued Mr. Conch, "that was based on the assumption that you actually find somthing new within the time we both agreed upon."
"I know sir, but I'm -" began Cory.
"NOT SHOWING ANY SIGNS OF ANY SIGNIFICANT PROGRESS!!!" Mr. Conch roared.
"But I'm working on a snake-skin ananlysis that looks very promising." pleaded Cory.
"PROMISING IS NOT GOOD ENOUGH!" sceamed a now angry Mr. Conch. "I NEED A NEW SPECIES BY THE END OF THIS WEEK OR I'LL SEE TO IT THAT THE MOPMENT YOUR FEET TOUCH AMERICAN SOIL, YOU'LL BE THROWN IN JAIL FOR THE REST OF YOUR MISERABLE LIFE!!!"
"But sir, you can't just cut my funding! Not when I'm so close to a break-through! Please sir, all I need is just a little more time!" Cory's pleading fell on deaf ears.
"This week is all you get Markenson!! If I don't hear of any significant progress in the next 3 days, You can just stay in the Amazon!" and with that, there was a loud click on the line and Mr. Conch's voice was gone.

Putting down the phone, Cory took a step back, catching his foot on a bump in the floor he fell back on his mat.
"How am i supposed to find a new species of snake in just three days? That pompous douche, how dare he?! HOW DARE HE!!!" thought Cory to himself, becoming angrier by the minute.
"How dare he halt my research! and to think I wasted two and a half irreplacable years of my life in this god-damn jungle just so that stupid son-of-a-bitch can take MY discovery and take all the glory and then, after all is said and done, throw it in a cage to rot for the rast of its life!" Cory exclaimed as he got up and began to pace the hut floor.
"You know what I'm going to do?" he asked nobody"I'm going to pack up and go home!" at the last words he raised his finger into the air and shook it.
It was at this moment he realized something rather ripe. He stank. Badly.
He had been so caught up in his research and tracking Livias that he had forgotten to bathe for the past few days.
"I had better go down to the pond and wash up." Cory thought to himself.

Little does Cory know that hislife will forever change for him when he gets to the pond. Coming next week, Chapter 3: The Great Livias